O blessed Saviour! is Thy love
So great, so full, so free?
Fain would we give our hearts, our minds,
Our lives, our all, to Thee.
So great, so full, so free?
Fain would we give our hearts, our minds,
Our lives, our all, to Thee.
We love Thee for the glorious worth
Which in Thyself we see;
We love Thee for the shameful Cross
Endured so patiently.
No man of greater love can boast
Than for his friend to die;
Thou for Thine enemies wast slain!
What love with Thine can vie?
Though in the very form of God,
With heavenly glory crowned,
Thou didst partake of human flesh,
Beset with sorrows round.
Thou wouldst like sinful man be made
In everything but sin,
That we as like Thee might become,
As we unlike have been.
Like Thee in faith, in meekness, love,
In every heavenly grace,
More of Thine image daily gain
Till we behold Thy face.
O Lord! we treasure in our souls
The memory of Thy love;
And ever may Thy Name to us
A grateful odour prove.